" Caught you doing what?" Sandy asked, forcing this beautiful, very desirable teenage girl to tell everything bluntly. "Tell me all of it, Lori." We w...re... we were in her car." Lori's voice had dropped almost to a whisper. "In the back seat. It was after a game, and I was... well, hot for sex. I'm always hot for sex after a game. Anyway, we were in this girl's car, sort of touching each other. You know, on the tits and legs and... and between them. We became so hot and involved, we didn't pay. He was taller than him, a muscular and handsome man.I gave her my Instagram ID so she could also see my appearance. After a few minutes, I received a message from Anjali saying, “I didn’t know you were married.” I told her, “I got married a few months back.”Her next question was, “o you still meet other women and have BDSM sessions with them?” I said, “Yes, my wife is not into BDSM. So to fulfil my desires, I meet my previous submissive partners.” I didn’t get any reply from her for a few. Eventually as I pulled harder and harder, I started to fuck your mouth. My orgasm approached. As I got to the "point of no return," I pulled my cock from your mouth. While pulling on my own cock, I held it about four inches from your still open mouth. I came in big squirts. The first landed mostly in your mouth. The second hit just under your nose. The third hit on your lips and chin. The fourth and fifth I sprayed on your neck and down your chest coating your hard nipples as I did it. You. "You're back," he said, though he didn't sound relieved. His eyes darted from side to side, but didn't settle on her. "My- my synthetic ... angel."The way he said it sent off alarms in Renee's stomach.Something's wrong."Simon... ?" she said, then winced at the dual response. "No- I mean-" I call him 'Junior, '" said the older synthetic, a wry grin on his lips. "Or 'Seven.'" Seven?" I was - I am - the sixth," he said, breaking eye contact. "I think."Renee bit her lip, then settled on her knees.